She blushed as she realized what she’d said and shook her head.
“I was just kidding,” he told her. “I didn’t really think you were inviting me over.”
“It’s not that,” she rushed to say. “I just… I don’t… What if I brought you some the next time she makes it?”
He smiled at her and said, “That’s a deal. I’ll do the same with my mother’s, and we’ll have a taste test to see who’s sauce is better.”
“You know, even if we like the other person’s sauce, we’ll probably still say our mother’s sauce is the best,” Lizzie said.
“Agreed, but still, it’s a free spaghetti meal, and it’s got to be better than this,” he said.
They burst out laughing.
After they calmed down, Lizzie asked, “So, how are you liking it here?”
He nodded, shoving a meatball into his mouth.
After he’d chewed and
